One Man Against a Nation's Calamity, the White Devil

Chapter 30: One Man Against a Nation, the White Devil Calamity

[Prompt: "Longevity Gene Type 2 Ouroboros" and "Longevity Gene Type-III Virus Pathogen" have been fused!]

[Player Nickname: White Devil (Meng Yi)

Authority: Lv1 (Tier 1)

Health: 100%, Recovery Speed: 0~100% per hour

Energy: 94%, Recovery Speed: 8.4→9.0% per hour

Spirit Strength: C+

Body Strength: F+→D++ (Blood Rebirth, Life Extension, Five Times Speed of Sound Movement.)

Core System: C+ Grade Psionics (Mind System and Biochemical System developed, further expansion possible...)

Active Skills: Psionic Mind System Skill Tree (expandable), Psionic Biochemical System Skill Tree (comprehensive viral abilities fused, expandable).

Passive Skills: ① Memory Palace; ② Specialized-Grade 'Baiology' (includes biology, medicine, chemistry, genetics, etc.); ③ Expert-Level Explosives; ④ Expert-Level Unrestricted Combat; ⑤ Basic Cold Weapon Use; ⑥ Basic Firearm Use.]

Equipment: None

Remaining Wealth: Grade C Evaluation x1, Paradise Coins: 18,000.

Overall Evaluation: C (One Man Against a Nation, White Devil Calamity. 'Essence' and 'Spirit' are relatively balanced; still lacking 'Qi' (supernatural energy system). With proper use of abilities, can destroy a conventional Surface Civilization and reshape the Surface Ecosystem.)

Meng Yi glanced at his info panel and, according to his own preference, consolidated the miscellaneous skills to make it look cleaner and more concise.

"Health recovery speed 0~100%?"

"That makes sense. I'm hard to kill now. Unless all my cells are destroyed at the same time, 'death' will stay far away from me."

"The overall evaluation mentions 'Qi (supernatural energy system).' Does it not show up because I don't have it? Body Strength, Spirit Strength, Energy Strength—normally, those should be three categories, right?"

He stopped pondering things he hadn't encountered yet and stretched his body.

Bones stronger than aerospace alloys crackled and popped in rapid succession.

He clenched his fists. The strength to toss a dozen-ton tank like a toy and treat a reinforced concrete skyscraper like building blocks barely gave him, a 'socially anxious' guy, a shred of a sense of security.

"Not enough. This is far from enough. The Warhammer Cesspool is fraught with danger. Right now, my destructive power in the Material Realm can at most spar with a standard Titan Construct."

"I'm still a long way from being an A-Grade (Alpha) monster that can tear apart an Emperor-class Titan with a thought, annihilate an entire formation of the Star Realm Army with a single spell, crush a Cosmic Battleship with a few gestures, tear apart a continental plate with full force, or forcibly halt a planet's rotation."

"Not to mention those S-Rank (Alpha+) Psionicists, Aeon Shards, Necrons, Zerg, the False Emperor, Daemon Primarchs..."

"The Chaos Gods of the Warp are even more incomparable. The Warhammer Cesspool has way too many ultimate bastards!"

"So, I can't afford a pufferfish mentality. After all, I'm still a Tier 1 'newbie' player who hasn't even finished the Selection Dungeon."

Psionic energy coursed through his limbs and bones. Meng Yi began simple exercises in the lab ruins, rapidly mastering the terrifying power contained within this body.

[The average Tier 1 player (F- to F++ level) rages: Monster! Showing off your damn skills?! Don't come here yapping at me!]

Seventy hours later, twenty-six hours remained until the end of the Selection Dungeon.

The sealed lab door opened. Meng Yi picked a relatively intact white coat from the rubble, draped it over himself, and strolled out of the lab, having fully digested the gains from the Selection Dungeon.

"Didn't awaken the Telekinetic System?"

"Oh well, bite off more than you can chew. The newly acquired Biochemical System is enough for me to digest for a while."

Meng Yi muttered a remark but didn't dwell on it with regret.

He hadn't yet learned abilities from the Biochemical System like Electromagnetic Manipulation, Biological Force Field, or Remote Blood Interference.

Thanks to the Virus Pathogen, it was already good enough to have gained abilities like Environmental Immunity, Body Alienation, Mimicry, Super Speed Movement, Toxin Control, and Genetic Evolution by analogy.

The Evolution Paradise held infinite possibilities. There were plenty of dungeons involving Telekinesis as a medium.

Sooner or later, he would merge the five major Psionic systems—Mind, Energy, Biochemical, Telekinetic, and Divination—into one, restoring the incomplete Psionics to its full state.

"Red Queen, help me contact the twenty-seven 'kids' who visited the underground Hive in Raccoon City a while back."

"Yes."

With his own problems solved and twenty-six hours left, Meng Yi didn't intend to waste them.

Meng Yi, a man of his word, kept his promises. If he said he'd send America's Elder Vampires to hell, then he'd send them down there. Not one could be missing.

Beep beep beep—

"Chairman Bai!"

"I pay homage to you, my one and only true lord!"

The twenty-seven 'Little Vampires,' who had been out of contact for a long time, couldn't wait to answer the call from their 'lord,' whom they worshipped.

"Within one day, no matter what method you use or what price you pay, you will kill the 'Old Bastards' of your families. Can you do it?"

Hearing this, the 'Little Vampires' were like they'd been injected with chicken blood. Raised on capitalist soil, their minds were churning with all kinds of dirty tricks.

Open killings, covert killings, poisonings, pulling out oxygen tubes, suffocations, and cases of "eighteen gunshot wounds ruled as suicide"...

All sorts of ways to "honor" their parents to new heights, to "honor" them with fresh flair—truly a "hall of filial laughter."

"Yes, sir! Mission guaranteed!"

"My Allah! Your faithful are willing to lay down their lives for your divine decree!"

"Right, right! You don't even have to say it—we've long had it in for those old geezers!"

"How dare they haggle with you? They've practically earned themselves a death sentence!"

"To die under your divine decree is an honor they couldn't buy with all their years!"

Absolutely ridiculous—they even pulled out "earned themselves a death sentence."

But no problem, I guess. In a little while, there'll be twenty-seven nearly century-old "soul rings" coming in.

Ending that call, the "little vampire" with an exceptionally rebellious streak worked with incredible efficiency, and before long, "good news" came in one after another.

The worst of the little vampires, to complete the "master's task," traded one-for-one with the elder vampires at the limit.

America's major financial conglomerates were in chaos, but these trivial matters had nothing to do with the mastermind, Meng Yi.

"Red Queen, how far along are you with collecting Blue Star Civilization's 'scientific system'?"

The holographic projection technology condensed Red Queen's form. The girl in red waved her hand, pulling up a progress bar with a percentage.

"Apologies, Chairman. Even trading 'longevity slots,' we've only gathered 97.782% of the surface-level data. All kinds of high-end technology are still tightly guarded by the major economic bodies. Our actions have only made them more vigilant."

"97.782%? Not bad."

Meng Yi wasn't surprised. He hadn't expected to pack up all of Blue Star Civilization's knowledge. The collected wisdom just needed to serve as a reference for cross-disciplinary insight.

He focused his mind and called up his personal information panel.

'Paradise, how much would it cost to certify the motherboard and storage devices of "Artificial Intelligence · Red Queen"?'

This book's power system is rock-solid. Cell-Level Precision, C-rank, is just the starting point. After that comes B-rank, Molecular-Level Precision; A-rank, Atomic Level Precision; S-rank, Proton, Neutron, Extranuclear Electron Level; SS-rank, Quark-Level; SSS-rank, Positive-Negative Virtual Particle Level...

S-rank can hand-craft the periodic table, create known and unknown elements at will, turn stone into gold, create humans from clay, forge planets, and hand-craft black holes.

SS-rank can manipulate the Four Fundamental Forces with psionic power, open up warp space, perform wide-area time stop, treat cosmic-scale distances as nothing, and create neutron star lifeforms or even black hole lifeforms.

SSS-rank can analyze the Dirac Sea, penetrate positive and negative virtual particles, partially ascend dimensions, crush three-dimensional matter with higher-dimensional spacetime, wirelessly access vacuum zero-point energy, solo the Returner Civilization, and sweep the Great Universe undefeated.

EX-rank can construct the Grand Unified Field, fully ascend dimensions, vibrate multi-dimensional spacetime, create or destroy universes in a single thought, and mass-produce complete Great Universes on an assembly line in the lab.

Outer-tier...

No need to think too highly of the Aeons in the Honkai Star Rail universe. They're just specialized cripples—at the same level, the protagonist could beat countless of them single-handedly.

If you just pile up mass and dig craters, without advancing across all fields in unison, you're just a "fattened pig" waiting to be slaughtered.